He started reading the book right from the Psychiatrist’s
office and all the way home. He was quite happy to have finished the book by
the time he reached his house. And was anxious to practice what he has read.
He stormed into the house and walked up to his wife,
confidently. And pointing a finger in her face, he said, "From now on, I
want you to know that I am the boss of this house, and my word shall be law. Now,
I want you to prepare me, my favorite meal tonight and when I'm finished eating
my meal, I expect a sumptuous dessert afterward. Then, after I am done, you're
going to draw me my bath so I can relax. And when I'm finished with my bath,
guess who's going to dress me and comb my hair."
“The funeral nurse, of course.” The wife said, cynically.
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